The man was wearing a long black robe, like a executioner of a certain religion. Most of his body melted into the shadows, blocking the door and blocking the future.

A few strands of hair hang down from both sides of the hood, revealing a small pale and bloodless jaw, the throat swells and a low voice.

"Time is up, Tong'en, Ajing and I will go."

The man sitting on the sofa had a gloomy face and said nothing, as if he had expected today.

He didn't say anything or move, but just looked at the man in black robe at the door quietly, and an indescribable emotion appeared in his deep eyes.

"Where are you going? Send your death with you, right?"

Compared to him, his wife was obviously more excited, pointing her finger at the man in a black robe in a way similar to accusations or even denunciations.

She was originally a very quiet woman, but a part of her personality was changed or exposed during those seven years.

No one was talking in the room, only she was herself.

"We are defeated, and the result of defeat is death. I am not unacceptable."

She pointed at the man in black robe with her fingers, her eyes full of resentment, and pointed at the other three men in black robe standing outside the door, window, and living room.

"But you want me to become him after death, and he, who is like him, and after becoming a human being or a ghost, help you complete the plan that will never be completed.

I don't want to!"

"Ahem..."

The man in black robe who was standing at the door coughed unnaturally a few times, wiped the corners of his mouth with his cuffs, and said in a hoarse voice:

"People are always unable to be satisfied. If you satisfy you once, you want to be the second time.

A Jing, you were not like this before..."

Instead of giving the woman a chance to speak, he looked at the man who was watching him smoking, his tone gradually becoming dull, as if some kind of force was changing his attitude.

"Tong'en, you know that some things are destined to be unchanged.

I will send you to the future for these seven years, giving birth, raising, and accompanying you.

I have given you a seven-year future. Now it is the most important moment. I need you to fulfill your original promise.

If you don't want to, then I will no longer be able to settle it."

"Are you still yours?"

Tong En, who had not spoken, slowly stood up at this time, but did not move. He just looked at it like this and asked such a sentence.

But Ajing began to retreat, her hands were turned around, and she looked at each of the people in the black robe with vigilance.

"Miaojiang betrayed me, Mo was taken away by them, Ouyang died in front of me, and also in my hands.

Xiao Qi, Gao Ping, Yun Duo, Ji Yun...

Except for Liu Xiang who threw his face into time before his death, which may have some impact on the future, you are the only two of you.

I finally forced Tianhai to the gambling table and had a chance to fight it equally.

This plan is a train that has lost its brake system. It will never stop if it is crushed and smashed. I will not forcefully stop it because of you."

A drop of water fell from the roof and fell on the floor. Seven stone pillars reflected in the crystal water droplets, with five human heads inserted on them.

The bonfire is like a star point, and the stone pillars are like torches, and it instantly becomes a barrier that living people cannot resist.

The drop of water seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. As long as it landed, there would be a terrible rule that would suppress everything.

Tongen, Ajing, let alone the former has no will to resist, the latter has already pressed his hand on something, but he has not even had the slightest ability to resist and was instantly crushed to the ground.

The extremely terrifying rules are completely impossible for anyone to compete with. Perhaps even ordinary ghosts cannot do this.

"No! No! No!"

"I still have children, I still want to watch him grow up, I still want to..."

The man in the black robe in the living room, like a robot, walked to her side stiffly and carried her hand.

At the same time, the man in black robe at the window also followed Tong'en.

Tong'en's eyes were firmly staring at the only man in black who spoke, and a tear fell in his eyes, and he said with a bitter smile:

"You really brought them out of the mission, and you might be able to bet against Tianhai...

But, after paying such a big price, even if you succeed, are you still you?"

Tongen was about to suffocate by the drop of water, but he was still thinking about it endlessly, and the emotions in his eyes were no longer covered up.

This look is a kind of sad pity.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The man in black robe just coughed and didn't say anything, and silently watched the three man in black robe take away his two former close friends.

He was emitting a breath that was not a living person. That breath was changing everything about him and his destiny.

"My parents, what's wrong?"

At this moment, the bedroom door quietly opened, and a sleepy little boy appeared in the scene with a puzzled expression.

A gust of wind took Tongen and Ajing away, but they failed to see the boy for the last time.

But the boy was seen by this gust of wind and never forgot his whole life, which affected his face in the future.

The black robe was blown away, and the long and thin side face swept coldly at him with a pair of pure gray pupils.

...

"Eighteen years ago, back in the past, parents, black robe..."

Tongguan's head was extremely painful. He saw the scenes in his memory and the scenes outside of his memory.

The ghosts of the 1002 events are...they.

Even though it is impossible, things are right in front of him. He is holding the Yin-Yang Incense Sacrifice, and ghosts cannot hide them from ghosts, so they are really them.

The 1002 incident never thought about killing Tongguan. The purpose of its appearance was actually to this moment - tell Tongguan how his parents died and who died.

"Ji Li...Ji Li..."

...

"Ji Li...Ji Li..."

The wind and sand were everywhere, and the five heads on the pillars roared at the man's name with their lives.

In a period of time in the past, the man in a black robe, who was leaning on a cane, looked up at the heads on the pillars and whispered:

"I will pay back your life, brothers and sisters, go all the way."

"Give up Ji Li, you won't succeed.

Even if the heads of us activate that ritual, even if you really defeat Tianhai, you will not succeed."

Tong'en under his feet kept looking at him with a very sad look.

It was as if he was witnessing a close friend who was drifting away on an increasingly wrong path.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning. You should make such observations."

"Even if you use our seven special heads to force this ceremony to drive out the sky sea, that price will make you sink.

This is a loss-making process, and you can never win, and everyone will never come back."

A Jing silently recited the Diamond Sutra, and Tong En was still trying to persuade him.

He seemed to know what terrible consequences this so-called "ritual" would bring, and the severity of the consequences made him, the dying person, afraid.

The man in black still didn't look at them, but just looked at the seven stone pillars quietly, with no impurities in his eyes, extremely clean and pure.

The pure gray eyes there were all coldness and loneliness.

At the same time, there was a sign of melting five human heads inserted on the seven stone pillars.

From circular three-dimensional to flat figures, it seemed like there was a force beyond imagination, pressing them into pieces of puzzles...

"If you see me with your appearance and seek me with your voice, you will walk on the evil path and cannot see the Tathagata."

"puff!"

A black crutch, the sharp bottom of the stick was inserted into the flesh and blood, piercing through her eyes, tearing her apart and tearing her scalp, and piercing her brain.

There was no sign of warning, no hesitation, and he started very neatly.

Ajing's head slowly turned to Tongguan. Through the man in the black robe, a crutch inserted into her left eye seemed to grow on her face. A tear fell from her right eye and sobbed like the wind.

"Can't see... Tathagata..."

Tong En cried bitterly, tremblingly reached out to touch Ajing, but the next second he had a vision blocked by the black robe and his throat was instantly cut through with a knife.

He covered his throat with one hand, grabbed a corner of the black robe with the other hand, and looked up with Ji Li's obvious flickering eyes.

A moment before his death, a terrible shock and subversive truth appeared in his pupils.

"Ji...Li...you don't want to win...you want to change..."

Without saying this, his head was taken off by the man in black robe with one hand, and blood spilled all over the floor.

...

"It's really you!"

"Ji Li!!!"

This is the truth about Tongguan’s search for half a lifetime, and exploded in front of him in this bloody way.

at the same time……
Chapter completed!